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How to Survive This Weekend If You're NOT Going to BroadwayCon



What is BroadwayCon, you ask?

You know in The Big Bang Theory when Sheldon & co dress up like comic book characters and go to ComicCon? This is the exact same thing, except everyone is dressed up as either Alexander Hamilton, Jack Kelly, or Elphaba.

Today marks the first day of the first-ever BroadwayCon, and if you're not one of the lucky few who are in NYC heading to the convention right now, you may be feeling like life pretty much sucks. All week, Playbill.com has been posting articles to help convention attendees make the most of their weekend, but what about the rest of us stuck in the cold, huh? Don't we deserve some love even if we can't be there? This post is for you, you poor unfortunate souls. (Heh heh. See what I did there? No? Okay. Moving on.)

To help you forget about the panels, the Newsies master classes, the karaoke sessions, and brushing elbows with Broadway elite, I have provided this guide to help you cope with your BroadwayCon depression and to push through the weekend in a healthy way.

1) Cry - It's okay to cry. No one will judge you. Okay, maybe Annoying Actor Friend will, but he'll be too busy running panels, so cry your hearts out.

2) Embrace the blizzard - If you live north of Virginia, chances are you'll be buried in 2-3 feet of snow by tomorrow anyway, so chances of you actually making it to NYC were pretty slim to start with. Be grateful that you'll be snowed in without having bought tickets, as opposed to those who bought tickets and now can't go because of the blizzard.

On that note...

3) Jeremy Jordan & Darren Criss stood up BroadwayCon - Last night on Twitter it was announced that Jeremy Jordan and Darren Criss had to cancel their BroadwayCon appearances due to the weather, so even if you were there, you would have to postpone your wedding to Darren anyway, which was the main reason for attending tbh.

4) Reminisce on NYC trips gone by - We all have a favorite show shirt that comforts us whenever we put it on. We all have an ridiculous collection of playbills hiding under our beds. All our iTunes have an obscene amount of Original Broadway Cast Recordings on them. Put them all to good use and think about your favorite stage door experience, or that time you passed Lin-Manuel Miranda on the street, or the first time Lesli Margherita favorited one of your tweets. Let these thoughts comfort you and push away the inconceivable idea that you're not at BroadwayCon.

5) Avoid social media - I know it's going to be hard, but you know what will happen. We all love Andrew Keenan-Bolger's snapchat, but his snap game is going to be way too strong this weekend. Your Twitter feed will be inundated with pictures and videos of your friends chatting it up with Daveed Diggs and you're going to just want to fall into a hole. And you KNOW that Playbill.com will be live-posting the entire weekend. They all say they're going to try and make us feel like we're there, but what happens after every Broadway Flea Market you don't attend? You end up depressed. I fear the same will happen this weekend.

6) Cosplaying probably wouldn't go your way - Cosplaying is when you dress up as a character of your choice. If you were going though, just your luck, you and you friends would decide to go as the Schuyler Sisters from Hamilton and you would be stuck having to be Peggy. Nuff said.

7) Find solace in the thought of future events - The next Broadway Flea Market is only in 8 months! The next BroadwayCon is only in a year! There's only three more months until Waitress opens on Broadway! Try not to wallow in the present, and look to and plan for the future.

Everyone going to BroadwayCon, have a blast! I may not talk to you for several months out of bitter jealousy, but you understand. Everyone else, cope well, don't get buried under all this snow, and have a fun but sub-par weekend!




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